Crooked Finger (crookedfingers) wrote,
Crooked Finger

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we need the eye of faith to see the glory of Christ

It is 1:36 PM Monday afternoon here in Michigan. It is a cold sunny early Spring day.

I volunteered at our local library used books store today from 10 o'clock AM till 1 o'clock PM. When I got home I ate lunch and wrote in my paper diary

The Book Nook was not super busy so I was able to read from the novel, 'Nicotine' by Nell Zink. I brought home from the Book Nook one used book to add to our library titled, 'Weight: The Myth Of Atlas And Heracles' by Jeanette Winterson.

Carol got home from this morning around 9:05 AM and is now off eight days. This evening we are going out for dinner.

Last night I read and went to bed early. I am sick with a head cold. All I do is blow my nose.

Well I will close to doze or maybe just sit and feel sick. Existence keeps disappearing. I now remember that last night I looked through the Sunday National Edition of the New York Times newspaper and read, 'The Accursed' a novel by Joyce Carol Oates.

This morning I did not read anything when I got up. I dozed till Carol got home from work and then I got ready to go the Book Nook to do my shift.

This week I am suppose to get new books in the mail and also the new Starflyer 59 record.

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